Today, half of the city gathered at this place.
This place is far away from the City Prince's Mansion - in order to avoid unnecessary trouble. Shan Hai fully reported their situation when he came back. However, it would take at least seven days and seven nights to describe all the events that he could remember. However, after he sorted the events in chronological order and according to their importance, it only took him three days to explain the important things clearly.
He also told the truth about those life-and-death moments, just in an understatement. Even so, Dai Luan's parents still showed unusual concern. They were very worried about her. The more they were like this, the more difficult it was for Dai Luan to breathe.
The City Prince's Mansion is dangerous - they know it better than anyone else.
This time is said to be an art exhibition, but in fact it is no different from a competition. However, there is no need to build an arena and engage in a big fight. You only need to display the two paintings and let everyone vote. In March, the air is sweet, and people from all walks of life and professions come here. From officials and dignitaries to farmers planting rice, they have known about today's news since the Chinese New Year. When she made an agreement with Lord Ruyue, Dai Luan wrote a letter to her family, and then Lord Ruyue also visited her once. All these things had been prepared for a long time. To prevent suspicious canvassing, the exhibition was widely publicized and anyone could sign up to see it. However, not everyone is lucky enough to come - if the whole city is crowded into one place, wouldn't it cause chaos? To be fair, neither Ruyue Lord nor Cheng You knew who was participating, and they were not allowed to enter the city gate for a month. They just had to show up with pictures of beauties on that day. Neither of them had any objections.
There was originally a long stage for judging, but the people were worried that someone would bribe them privately, so they all clamored not to do it, so it was canceled and it was purely based on people voting. No matter you are a businessman or a craftsman, a boy from a poor family or a daughter of a rich family, you have to squeeze together, one person, one vote. The two of them did not object to this.
As the master of the princess, Shanhai should have been sitting on the judging table, but now he was able to get a front seat with everyone under the high platform. Shi Wuqi took the initiative to ask Ying to patrol with the guards. After all, who knew what would happen at this time. It would be hard to say if those guys who have been secretly plotting evil get the chance.
The warm sun was in the sky, and noisy people were sitting on chairs, chattering away. Dai Luan, who was sitting high above, also felt bored. She was sitting on pins and needles, twisting and turning like an earthworm in the sun. Her parents were also a little unable to sit still.
Kisaragi-kun was a whole hour late.
Shan Hai glanced behind him. There were at least five thousand people present. After the singing was over, there would be four hours to escape, not to mention that the appreciation would take an hour anyway. At this point, it is reasonable to say that it is time to count, but Lord Ruyue has not seen his shadow yet.
Cheng You still looks the same, at least his appearance has not changed at all. I wonder how many years this old monster has lived. Standing on the stage, he looked calm and confident, but at this moment, he was also a little anxious. Some people are talking about whether Lord Ruyue got frightened and escaped from the battle? This statement was not taken seriously, especially by Cheng You, who was a competitor.
The two pictures of beauties are hung on a prepared black wooden board, both covered with a layer of white cloth. All you need to do is remove the two nails on them. They were not allowed to touch their paintings a day ago. They were all hung on this board and heavily guarded. However, no one has seen what the painting looks like, only they know it.
Shanhai looked up at the sun, then turned to look at Miss Qi next to him. She was the only one who had been sitting here, motionless, looking like a dummy, but no one cared. She was still the same, under Shi Wuqi's command. The soul-returning incense was still on his body, and the master and the disciple were quite worried. If someone coveted this thing, they might cause trouble. But he himself was no longer so anxious. He was sober and told them that he would take Miss Qi back to Xuancheng Town and use it again. Firstly, it is to hope that she can better retrieve the memories of the past and become familiar with the environment more quickly; secondly... it is to let Liudao Impermanence come back to cause trouble later.
Just like those studies in the Shadow Pavilion, spells that go against common sense will not cause trouble at the beginning. Only when this spell is activated will the adult send someone to come to the door.
Shi Wuqi's consideration is quite thorough, not to mention that he is willing to accompany Aluan to Dailuan City first, which is touching enough - after all, it is not easy for such a person to consider others first. What a deep feeling, it is worth it Acura.
It is now two quarters noon, and there is still no movement from Lord Ruyue.
Dai Luan couldn't sit still and looked frequently at Shanhai, but as a master, there was nothing he could do. Shan Hai heard the sound of cracking melon seeds next to his ear, very close. He turned his head and saw Shi Wuqi's face, and was startled. At some point he was sitting in Miss Qi's seat, and Miss Qi was standing aside. He frowned and asked symbolically:
"What did you find?"
"No, it's very safe." He ate another melon seed, "There are three layers inside and three layers outside. Even flies can't get in."
"Be careful. The enemy is lurking on your side."
"The Six Paths of Impermanence are present, so they don't dare to cause trouble in broad daylight."
"...But when will she come?"
"I don't know if you ask me." Shi Wuqi shrugged, "Just now, the city lord sent someone to check the guest room. I said, let us clean up such a remote room, it turns out that there are distinguished guests."
"Say less."
"I know, I know. Ah, by the way, give me your hand."
"What?"
Shanhai didn't know why, so he stretched out his hand. Shi Wuqi clenched his fist to cover it, loosened it, sprinkled a handful of melon seed peels, clapped his hands and left. This made Shan Hai restrain himself for a long time before hitting them on the retreating figure, adding to the trouble of clearing out the underground people.
The sun is getting hotter. It's the hottest time in the middle of the day, not to mention that people are still feeling the lingering fear of winter, so they don't even dress lightly. Especially Dai Luan, she was dressed up in red and green as soon as she came back, and she was decked out in heavy jewelry that weighed countless stones. Cheng You looked impatient. He turned around, saluted the three people above him, and said:
"Lord City Lord... look, is time a bit tight now? Cheng's time is quite ample, but he is just working hard for the people waiting here. The fields at home and the goods in the store are all idle. It’s up to people. If we keep waiting like this, I’m afraid everyone will have a hard time.”
Dai Luan's father was a little embarrassed. The city lord's wife's body is already weak and cannot withstand such exertion. Dai Luan held up her face and rolled her eyes to the sky. When Cheng You saw the familiar princess, he didn't say much. He had lived for so long, so he might have known her identity a long time ago. Even so, he did not raise any objection to the art exhibition held in Dailuan City. It seemed that he was very confident. As for Shi Wuqi... when Cheng You saw him for the first time, the gauze on his eyes stopped for a while.
"In that case, let's lift the curtain." Dai Luan was a little angry, "Anyway, voting is everyone's business. It doesn't matter whether the person involved is here or not."
Her mother blamed her for disrespecting her second master, but the city lord couldn't do anything about it. If we have to wait until dark, everyone might as well stay here after the votes are counted. At this time, Shi Wuqi suddenly ran up from the side and whispered something into his ear, making him look surprised. When leaving, Dai Luan tugged at the hem of Wu Qi's clothes angrily, and he smiled.
Cheng You was quite concerned about what he said.
A Luan heard it - Lord Ruyue was not in the room. They searched and it was nowhere to be found. She didn't know where she went, and even Shi Wuqi couldn't detect her trace. Perhaps, he found the nearest spiritual vein and left. Wu Qi and Dai Luan both paid attention to Cheng You's face, and it seemed that he really didn't know anything about it.
"Kisaragi-kun has left."
The city lord suddenly announced without any worries, which surprised everyone. Could it be that I really have stage fright? They started talking about this again, and for a while the guest seat was noisy like a honeycomb. Cheng You's face looked extremely bad, as if he had swallowed a fly alive. It seemed that he really had no idea. Also, he had no reason to do anything. This kind of person, on the contrary, attaches great importance to fairness at this time. That would make his potential victory worthwhile.
The people below started shouting, and when the city lord slapped the chopping board, the sound was as loud as a bell. Shi Wuqi immediately noticed that Dai Luan's father was also a martial arts practitioner. He was a little surprised, because when he first saw him, he didn't feel that he had any martial arts skills. In this way, maybe the City Prince's Mansion is safer than they thought. The people immediately became quiet and remained silent at the majesty of the Lord of the City.
But he was also very decisive. He called his servants and asked them to first remove Cheng You's cloth. Dai Luan found that Cheng You was a little absent-minded and seemed to be still concerned about Ru Yuejun's absence. But when someone went to tighten the nails on his painting, he looked away and showed a confident smile.
She knew this smile, and it made her very uneasy.
The servant was stunned the moment he took off the white cloth. He blocked the picture of the beauty so that others could not see anything. The people below looked around and shouted at him to get out of the way. He staggered back, stretched out his fingers in surprise, and said tremblingly:
"Yes, it's alive!"
Lifelike and lifelike, it probably refers to this kind of painter.
That is a stunning and beautiful woman, I am afraid she is not a fairy sister who has descended to earth. Everyone feels this way, and Shanhai is no exception. But he felt vaguely strange - long hair and red lips, dressed up like a woman, it was just the same. But he just felt that the painting was beautiful. The people in it seemed alive, smiling at him and waving to him.
People turned from silence to whispers. Shan Hai heard some different opinions: some said it was a blue dress, some said it was a white skirt; some said her red lips were slightly parted and her smile was as bright as a flower, and some said her expression was as cold and indifferent as snow. Some people even started to quarrel and almost got into a fight. If the guards hadn't stopped them, they would have had a fight. Cheng You smiled coldly, as if he had a chance to win. This somewhat made Shan Hai feel deceitful, and even Dai Luan's eyes were very strange.
"There's something wrong with the painting." Shi Wuqi stood behind him again at some point, "No...there's actually nothing wrong with the painting. The problem is the paint. Everyone can see the most beautiful woman in their own eyes."
"Indeed, I noticed it too." Shan Hai asked, "What did you see?"
"I thought it was Qi's portrait at first glance, and I was stunned for a while. But I soon discovered... that the painter was good, and the content was actually very ordinary, but it exuded an aura that was enough to charm people. Most likely, it was some kind of medicinal powder added to the paint. I I once heard that women in the land of fireworks bought some kind of butterfly demon scale powder at a high price, mixed it with rouge, and used it to attract customers with one move."
"He still did something. But I don't know what the beauty picture of Lord Ruyue is like..."
Shi Wuqi couldn't answer either. They stared at the other painting covered in white cloth and took a deep breath.
"Isn't this cheating?"
"It's hard to say..." Shanhai rubbed his temples, "After all, they are both painters and poison masters. Maybe Ruyue-kun also used the same method. Isn't this fair?"
Whether Lord Kisaragi is present or not does not affect everyone's choice. Originally there was a link where the two painters made introductions, but now it seems more fair to omit this step. Anyway, people are not blind, of course they have their own plans.
Everyone has two kinds of wood chips in their hands, which are softwood soaked in potion and can be bent without leaving traces. One is dotted with cinnabar, and the other is dotted with azurite, which represent appreciation for Chengyou and Ruyue-kun respectively. These props are also prepared by them, so that no one can imitate or manipulate them. No matter what your status is, everyone, even the city lord, only represents one vote. This arrangement actually reassured Cheng You. On the day he received him, he also said that he was afraid that those dignitaries would have some privileges.
At this time, although he did not think he was 100% sure, his expression seemed relaxed. Dai Luan really hated him for being like this, and urged her father to hurry up and have Ru Yuejun's painting opened. The noisy voices of the crowd were lowered, and they were also quite concerned about what kind of beauty the female painter who was once rumored to be famous could create.
Thousands of expectant eyes were focused on the cloth. Cheng You pursed his lips slightly and clenched his fists.
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